Seven's secret

Murong slept lightly until midnight and then woke up.

On the balcony, cats and cats were meowing and meowing together. It wasn't the protracted, mournful howl of a special period, but a hasty, angry...scream.

Murong sighed softly, crawled out of the bed with his disheveled head.He was arrested by the police during the day, and his legs were almost broken when he walked. He was woken up by these little ancestors before he had slept for three hours at night. Do you have the face to live here?

The bedroom door was already open, Murong Qing grabbed a slipper and threw it over, there was a slap, no one knew where the slipper had hit, the commotion on the balcony quieted down.

Murong Qing held back his anger and jumped out, turned on the light and found the shoe he had thrown out, then turned his head to look at the balcony, a big white cat was confronting a bald black cat, surrounded by several It's a big cat, with the attitude of a gangster fighting.Seeing him coming out, the black cat gave him a sideways look, with a rather arrogant look, which was not restrained at all by the presence of its master.

Murong Qing wanted to throw them out from the balcony, "It's midnight, what are you making a fuss about?"

The white cat licked the corner of its mouth, but did not make a sound.

The black cat snorted and meowed, "Fight for honor. A soldier can be killed but not humiliated."

Murong Qing, "..."

The white cat sneered, "Yutou, show some face. Do you think no one else knows about the nasty things you did?"

The black cat was furious, "I have a clear conscience!"

"Bah!" The white cat made a gesture to charge, glanced at Murong, who was watching coldly, and held back, "I have the nerve to say that I have a clear conscience, where did the kitten you caught last time go?!"

The black cat glanced at it casually, "It's all been put back."

Murong said lightly about these bastards, and with just a few words, people got the hang of it...

The white cat was probably waiting for its words, and became more and more aggressive, "You are simply the scum of our cat clan!"

The black cat glanced at Murong Qing who was watching the fun, and didn't take the white cat's accusation to heart at all, "Well, big brother, is there anything to eat?"

Murong Qing, "..."

Why does it feel like raising a stupid son?

Murong got up lightly and went to the kitchen to look through the refrigerator, there was only a little fish left from Xiaoliu's cooking, but there was still some rice.Murong lightly pulled out some of the leftover beef from dinner, added a few spoonfuls of broth, and heated it up in the microwave to make a simple bibimbap.The aunt in Pei's hometown cooks relatively light food, and the seasoning is not heavy, so it should be fine to eat less.

When he came out with the rice bowl, Murong Qing thought very sadly, when the cats finished their dinner, he had already washed the cat rice bowl—cleaned, disinfected, and then put it into the locker on the balcony.This set of strict hygiene procedures was taught to him by Xiao Liu.But Xiao Liu didn't say that he had to wash it again in the middle of the night.

This day is really over.

Murong lightly divided the bibimbap into several cat bowls, and angrily counted down the fish heads, "It's fine if you come to the door in the middle of the night, and you are still arguing on the balcony... From now on, the meal will be served before dark, and it will be served after a while." I have no food! I am not a feline, so I stay awake in the middle of the night to accompany you to toss..."

Yutou bared his teeth at him.

Out of the corner of Murong Qing's eyes, he caught sight of its cat's face, and knocked it on the head with a rice bowl, "I woke up from your fuss in the middle of my sleep and didn't tell you yet, what are you baring your teeth for?!"

Yutou took a step back and glared at him fiercely.

Murong turned his head lightly, and said to the white cat: "And you, don't chase me to my balcony to fight in the future, you have to roll out and fight."

The white cat looked back at Murong Qing with a look of contempt for criminal associates, "How do you know it wasn't chasing and beating me?"

Murong lightly sneered, "You have the time to talk nonsense with me, so hurry up and find those kittens you mentioned. Do you dare to say that you have been chasing here without any intention of letting me teach Yutou a lesson?"

The white cat blinked and took a step back warily.

Murong Qing often suffered from insomnia, and finally fell asleep and was woken up by someone, so he was already full of anger.He was not a good-tempered person in the first place, how could the little white cat not see it.In fact, many cats have a temper that beats around the bush. They refuse to say what they want to do, and insist on being arrogant, waiting for humans to humbly and take the initiative to smooth their fur.The problem is that Murong Qing is not its owner, in terms of friendship, he and Yutou have known each other earlier, how could he help the white cat speak.

Yutou was also a little dumbfounded, he didn't expect Murong Qing to say that.

The white cat glared at Murong Qing, then glared at Yutou, turned around and ran up the window sill, and ran along the window gap.The remaining few cats looked at each other in blank dismay, and the two yellow cats chased after them, and the remaining few Murong Qing had seen at the work shed, they seemed to be Yutou's little followers.

Yutou took two steps forward, and said with a moaning voice, "Then what..."

Murong gave it a soft look, "Eat!"

Yutou's eyes flickered, he lowered his head and began to eat honestly.

After feeding the cat, Murong Qing didn't feel sleepy anymore. He sat on the sofa and thought about his thoughts for a while, then took out the drawing folder and began to draw patterns.He hadn't thought about what kind of pattern to use on the plate for Ling Dongzhi and his wife, but he had an idea after being made a fuss by the cats tonight.Didn’t their family have cats and dogs? It happened that one plate was painted with brown sugar, and the other was painted with the litter of big cats and kittens.

Regardless of whether Ling Dongzhi and his wife like it or not, the group of pets will definitely like it.Especially brown sugar, if it sees its own portrait made into a work of art, and placed in such an important and conspicuous place at home, it will be crazy with joy.Murong Qing thought to himself, it's just a chance to ease the relationship between himself and that silly dog, so that it doesn't look like a police dog seeing a suspect every time it sees him.He also said that he is not as handsome as the winter solstice...

It's just nonsense.

The base of the plate is a soft off-white color, and it depicts a corner of the courtyard: grass, a low white fence and a thick purple lavender behind the fence.Brown Sugar stood in front of the fence, tilted his head slightly, and opened his mouth to show an expression similar to a smile.The piercing blue eyes look straight ahead, looking both majestic and beautiful.

This hanging plate that has just been baked is placed on the ground next to the mirror wall in the entrance of Ling Dongzhi’s house at this moment. Brown Tang stands in front of the mirror, posing in a similar posture to himself on the hanging plate, and glances at the side of the mirror from time to time. He carefully adjusted his expression and movements in front of the mirror.

Murong Qing, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, looked at Brown Tang's serious look, and asked Ling Dongzhi with a broken face, "Is it really okay like this?"

Ling Dongzhi peeled the apples slowly, and occasionally raised his eyes to look at Brown Tang who was standing in the entrance and posing in the mirror, and comforted him with a smile on his face, "It's okay, it's just too excited, and suddenly found that I can be handsome. It's like this...you understand."

Murong wiped his face lightly, "But it has been under the light for two hours."

Ling Dongzhi handed the peeled apple to Murong Qing, and comforted him, "I guess it's getting tired of playing with it, after all, it looks like that, and it won't grow a few more hairs on its face."

Murong Qing, "..."

Ling Dongzhi said: "Besides, it doesn't have much patience. Two hours... is almost the limit."

Murong looked lightly at the hanging plate that had been placed above the fireplace, and said with lingering fear: "Compared to this, your cat is quite calm."

Ling Dongzhi smiled and said: "The cats only need to determine their status in this family. As for whether they are beautiful enough in the eyes of humans, they don't really care that much."

Well, what this means is that the only one who is abnormal is that silly dog.

There was a sound of a car engine outside the door, and then Brown Sugar yelled, "Daddy, Daddy, come and see. Guess who that beautiful guy on the plate is..."

Midwinter Solstice, "..."

Murong Qing, "..."

Immediately after, Zhuang Zhou's voice sounded outside, "Don't bite my trousers... Last time, you bit the trousers, and I didn't realize until I wore them out... What's wrong... Oh, oh, so beautiful My plate, is this you? My dear, it's so beautiful."

Murong Qing looked at Ling Dongzhi sympathetically.He suddenly felt that although the dog father and son belonged to different species, their personalities were quite similar.

Zhuang Zhou and his dog son got tired of it for a while before coming in. Before they saw the two people on the sofa, they first saw the tea set on the coffee table that was going to be given to Mr. Zhuang.Zhuang Zhou couldn't move his eyes immediately, "Xiao Qi is here, I haven't seen you for a few days, how are you doing? What is this?"

Murong Qing thought to himself, what you want to say is actually only the last sentence.

Ling Dongzhi said coldly, "This is Xiaoqi's gift to grandpa."

"Xiao Qi made it himself?" Zhuang Zhou caressed the tray designed in the shape of a lotus leaf and the jade-like teacup on the tray, "I really want to give this to grandpa, in fact, I also like tea of……"

Ling Dongzhi coughed twice, "Hey, hey, show some face, this is for grandpa."

Zhuang Zhou turned a deaf ear to it, "I like this design the most. The lotus buds that come out from under the leaves are very lively."

Murong Qing was also a little helpless.At first, he thought Ling Dongzhi was a dog-like man, but when he got acquainted with him, he found that his personality was like a child's.But it is always a happy thing if someone likes his work, "If Brother Zhuang likes it, I will burn another set for you in a few days."

Before Ling Dongzhi could speak, Zhuang Zhou had already started to thank you with a smile on his face, "Oh, it's really hard work for you, Xiaoqi. Your craftsmanship is really good, much better than what I saw in the mall!"

Ling Dongzhi showed a very troubled expression, "I thought Brown Tang's performance was already embarrassing, but I didn't expect...Compared with you, Brown Tang's neurotic reaction is nothing at all."

Murong pursed his lips lightly and smiled.

"Look what you call it," Zhuang Zhou really liked this set of tea sets, and he didn't feel angry when Ling Dongzhi scolded him. He fiddled with it for a long time, then picked up the box and looked inside and out, " This is what you specially asked the printing factory to order, this trademark is very beautiful, is this a cat?"

Ling Dongzhi also leaned over to look at the pattern on the box, and asked curiously: "Your studio is called Liuqijia? What's your explanation? It's quite unique."

Murong Qing felt a little uncomfortable, "There's no such thing as saying, isn't it said that brothers who agree with each other cut money? That's why it's called Liuqi Family."

Ling Dongzhi nodded, "I think the name is pretty good."

Zhuang Zhou also nodded, "I think it's good too. Listening to it reminds me of the ancient poem "Going to Ersanli". name?"

Murong Qing thought for a while, and there seemed to be no other better choice, "Let's call it this too."

Zhuang Zhou looked at Ling Dongzhi, as if asking for his opinion, "Grandpa and Lao San don't care about these things, I think Xiao Qi is a good name, what do you think?"

Ling Dongzhi said: "I think it's not bad."

Zhuang Zhou said: "Hey, Xiao Qi, we both took so many things from you for nothing..."

"Don't mention the two of us," Ling Dongzhi interrupted him, "Obviously you have the cheek to ask for it."

Zhuang Zhou smiled and said: "Well, since I have the cheek to ask you for so many things, as a reward, I will wrap up the plaque of your shop on Antique Street. When we went to Hekuan's private restaurant for dinner last time, Did you notice his plaque? Wooden, old-fashioned, old-fashioned?"

Ling Dongzhi and Murong Qing nodded together.People who engage in art are more keenly observant than ordinary people, let alone something with a unique style.

Zhuang Zhou snapped his fingers and said triumphantly, "His one was made by me. I'll give Xiao Qi this one."

Ling Dongzhi pouted, "It's not too bad."

Murong smiled lightly and said, "I've been thinking about getting an old-fashioned wooden plaque these days, but I haven't figured out where to make it. This is really a surprise, thank you Brother Zhuang."

Zhuang Zhou waved his hand, "Why are you being polite, I'm not an outsider."

Murong pursed his lips lightly.He looked at the two people on the sofa next to him, Zhuang Zhou was still holding a teacup in his hand, and was whispering something in Ling Dongzhi's ear, a tiger-spotted native cat nestled at Ling Dongzhi's feet Dozing off, outside the half-open glass door, Brown Tang's silly dog ​​was still looking in the mirror with a rippling face.

This kind of life seems to be pretty good.Just looking at it gives me a warm feeling.Thinking of this, Murong Qing suddenly felt a little bit of envy in his heart.